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... past. Why else would he be that happy when she had only given him so little?
She smiled and placed a piece of toast in his bowl. “Try this. It was made the way you like.”
It was slightly burned.
And that look on Jiang DeXian made it difficult for her to look at. Any one who didn’t know better would think that he was eating the liver of the dragon or marrow of the phoenix rather than just plain toast.
Having difficulty resisting, Fang JunRong cleared her throat slightly a ...
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